802 Truth - go through

I hate it here get me out of my own head
I'm in fear all my demons want me dead
Love me for all the things I do for you
But what's in store for myself will not go through

Runnin' around my crib like it's a carousel
I can't even get a grip on shit cause in my mind its show and tell
Demons in my head I'm roamin' hell
Nothin' around me goin' well
It's a real trick as to why I keep on doing this I feel I'm in a rusty cell
People don't me they just know about me
They don't know where I dwell
Everyone around me
But nobody had found me
In the end time will tell
It's a damn shame as to why I keep on havin' to address my mental health
It ain't that much now
Sike think I'm losing my touch now
Needa crack this damn shell
Look
I cannot figure why I got to keep on believin' that imma get better
But if I ain't lyin' I promise I'm done with the cryin' but coldest blood live in a sweater
I think it's a mystery as to why I am in history ringin' the bell with a hammer
I'm gettin' addicted to thinkin' about money and bitches
But none of it help with my manner

I hate it here get me out of my own head
I'm in fear all my demons want me dead
Love me for all the things I do for you
But what's in store for myself will not go through
What's in store for myself will not go through
Love me for all the things I do for you
I'm in fear all my demons want me dead
I hate it here get me out of my own head

Clock is tickin'
Buttons clickin'
Glock is blickin'
Somethin's missin'
This my mental image every time I know the pain inflictin'
I'm not the truth if I cap on my image though
I don't got guns but I shoot in the scrimmage though
One vs. one playin' against my own mental state
Tuff competition I can't mess up any play
What I got going for me is my venting and coping
The tear in my head is wide open
It hurts every time that I show my depression emotion
I'm sippin' on sprite like a potion
I need to get rich off of happiness hoping it stay wit me
But it's not shit you can pay to me
Abusin' my medicine I'm getting used to it play wit me
It ain't a thing you can say to me

I hate it here get me out of my own head
I'm in fear all my demons want me dead
Love me for all the things I do for you
But what's in store for myself will not go through
What's in store for myself will not go through
Love me for all the things I do for you
I'm in fear all my demons want me dead
I hate it here get me out of my own head

(Nate)

I hate it here get me out of my own head
I'm in fear all my demons want me dead
Love me for all the things i do for you
But what's in store for myself will not go through
What's in store for myself will not go through
Love me for all the things I do for you
I'm in fear all my demons want me dead
I hate it here get me out of my own head

(Nate)

Written by:
Elijah Melchiorre

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